People

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When it Was

When it Was

In the beginning when the earth was young , and the spirit of God was heavy upon the skies . The colors of...

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PEOPLE

PEOPLE

People have never existed
Whatever you think of them is in your head
You’re matter
You...

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Get Your Head Out of Your Ass

You're a woman who has beauty but not much class.
What you need to do is to get your head out of...

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CAN'T GET THE COLOR...

CAN'T GET THE COLOR GREEN FROM A RIPE RADISH

Sparrowsong have you hired anyone for the job yet?

All the applicants have a College Degree which...

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LoVe ThEm

LoVe ThEm

Forgiveness is the only way , what good is throwing hate over hate ?

You spill my feelings over...

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Rumours and Gossip

Rumours and Gossip

Rumors and gossip.
The common currency
in any office
Like the bodily blood that flows...

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Please hear what im not saying

Please hear what im not saying

Words you cant let out,
sink down inward,
leaving a dusty path,
to your heart....

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Precious Lives

Precious Lives

Innocent lives cut short
Seemingly bright future abort
No longer will they see
Stars...

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The Burden of a Meteor

The Burden of a Meteor

I don't wait
for a star to fall
to give her my wish;
wouldn't that
be selfish...

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I'm mine

I'm mine

Listen to me,
lads and lasses,
I have something to say.
I know that people hate me...

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Bad World

Bad World

The world is wrong
in many ways.
People are evil
and people are corrupt.

Why...

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The City Has Eyes

The City Has Eyes

The city has eyes,
And these eyes, they can see,
From the joy of the suburbs,
To row...

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Pinched and Punched

Pinched and Punched

People pinched me yesterday and they got punched.
I didn't just hit a couple of people, I hit a...

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Happy Saint Patrick’s Day

Happy Saint Patrick’s Day

Even though my mother was Lutheran, and my dad the Jewish faith;
I honor my fellow Irish Americans...

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The Innocent Man

I spent many years in prison for being a pedophile but I was innocent.
The jury didn't believe me...

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Love All

White or black.
Yellow or brown.
False or fact?
The world still goes round.

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